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I investigate the mirror and study my face, jaw strong, nose straight, dirty blonde and freckled, I hate my stupid face. I know I can’t think like this but I’m here in the first place to try and sike myself up before joining the call again. I’m here in the first place because of stupid Sapnap and his stupid flirty, charismatic demeaner when it comes to you.
You’re giggling and laughing at all his jokes, returning sharp quips when teased by him, your full dedication to each other’s presence. It’s almost as if he’s more your friend than I am. I’ve known you since high school. We have the same hometown, know all the neighbourhoods, and share the same scars from falling off our bikes.
I’m in the background rolling my eyes and groaning silently to myself as Sapnap makes yet another corny pickup line. George shoots me a “Hey you good?” text. I guess I should at least make an effort and return to be a part of the call. I leave the bathroom, striding past Sapnap’s room hearing him laugh and cringe knowing it’s probably because of something you said. I text George back “yeah just had to piss” and enter my room.
I guess I’m jealous. Green with envy, even. I smile to myself as I look at my little green character, the similarity mocking me. “Hey I’m back, sorry.” I say and I’m met with welcomes back. Currently it’s me, George, Sapnap, and you in a call together playing on a private Minecraft server that’s just for us to dick around in. I’m not very interested in doing anything worthwhile, so I just jump and run around trailing close behind you as you walk around breaking weeds and leaves looking for seeds and saplings.
“Dream will you help me plant these? Sapnap doesn’t know how to not walk all over my crops.” I agree and relish in the spark in my chest as you pay me attention for what feels like the first time through this entire hour-long call.
I’m being selfish, we talk every day, texting constantly in the time that I’m not working and you’re not busy with school. Yet it still kills me the way you talk with Sapnap. You don’t talk like that with me or George, sometimes you’ll call me pet names but it’s almost always teasing or mocking me.
“Did Dweam sweetie lose to a girl?” when you kick my ass at PvP because I’m too busy thinking about how your voice sounds when you’re shit-talking me.
Or “Oh baby don’t turn me on” immediately after describing what I’m having for dinner.
I’ll admit, the last one was a little interesting to say the least. Your voice obviously joking yet I couldn’t help but think ‘I bet she’s never said that to Sapnap before’ only to throw me into a slump as I thought of all the things you have said to him and never to me.
“Dream what’s wrong? You’ve been standing with a potato in your hand for the last five minutes and you’ve said three things this entire call.” You call me out on my silence, and I cover it up with “Sorry, just a lot on my mind. How are you though?”.
You pause for a minute, probably seeing through my bullshit “I’m good man, my first term is almost over so I’m hoping to be able to come visit you guys sometime mid-December.”.
Fuck.
I totally forgot about you coming to Florida, this would be Sapnap and I’s first time seeing you in three years before you went to university out of state. It’s not like we didn’t want to see you sooner, we just seemed to always get tied up with work and family things that never allowed time for you to visit. At this point we had a tradition of video calling Christmas day so we could at least see each other that way, opening our gifts to each other on the call. Seeing your face light up in person when you open your gift might actually bring me to my knees.
“awh don’t remind me that I won’t be there” whined George as I could hear him slump back in his chair.
Right, just me, you, and Sapnap all in a house together for at least two weeks. All I can hope is that I can get it together around you long enough to survive the two weeks.
“Don’t worry George, we’ll make it up to you by coming to the UK to see you” she chimes.
“Honestly, I was mostly looking forward to the sleep on the flight” he laughs.
“Did you get your plane tickets already?” I speak up.
“Yeah, I did they weren’t as expensive as I thought they would be, so you don’t need to worry about paying me back!” you say, I immediately scoff and object.
“If you seriously think I’m not paying you’re wrong, this is part of my gift to you” I try to sound my sternest without laughing.
“So, what you’re saying is, your presence isn’t my only present hm?” I can practically hear her smirking on the other end of the call. My heart warms and I smile.
“Of course not, I have a whole bunch of things for you. Two turtle-doves, three French hens, and four calling birds just to name a few” smirking as I hear her begin to laugh.
“Clay if you give me any form of poultry for Christmas I’m getting back on my flight”.